100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

The boss of Mo tried the red suit, and showed the eleven to the whole thunder. It looked good, but it didn’t match his temperament. She remembered watching Ye Sanshao wear a wine-red suit before, feeling evil. Great, very few men can wear red so beautifully, so stylish, but Mo Ye does not wear it...

Not all men can wear red. Eleven also knows that there must be no matching, just want to adjust him completely, this one makes eleven amused.

Mo Ye looked at the mirror. The first time he wore such a wicked color, it was a bit...

In fact, it's still pretty good. The raw materials are good. How to process them is good.

The person looks good, and his figure is a standard hanger. It looks good on everything. However, the color of this suit does not match him. He saw Eleven's smiling face in the mirror and raised his eyebrows, "Are you happy?"

Eleven stroking his nose, he did see that she was the whole one. Eleven threw out his phone and took a photo to let Mo Ye have an iron-grey suit. Mo Ye saw her having fun and did whatever she wanted.

"Hey, this picture can't be exuded, my image..." Mo Ye grimaced, pretending to threaten, if someone sees his new style, it is estimated that his prestige will drop by half.

How can men's clothes have this color, and how many men can afford this color.

"I got it, I got it." Eleven responded, saving the photo, and Mo Ye entered the fitting room to change clothes.

She just wanted to close her phone and suddenly raised her eyebrows. She thought about it and passed the photo to Mo Ju. She would know that Yang Fengyin violated this trick. Send it to Ye Wei to see it should be okay. They never divided each other. of.

There is only Moju in this phone. Weiwei's mobile phone has been in London a long time ago. She just thought about it and sent it to Moju. He must know that she sent it, and he will definitely show it to Ye Wei.

Make Ye Wei happy.

Before Mo Ye came out, Eleven had closed the phone and put it away, and restored the cold face of the tablet. He couldn't tell that he had done something bad.

In the end, the two bought a black suit, a striped tie, and a complete set. This was when they went out of the men's clothing store. Mo Ye wanted to buy her. She shook her head at eleven. , Do you still have it?"

Both of them had bags in their hands.

Mo Ye's dark eyes were full of smiles and asked her, "Is there anything else to buy?"

"No more!" Eleven said, even if he died, he wouldn't say that the underwear hadn't been bought yet. Go back and ask if Yun hadn't worn it, or she would let her out to buy it.

"Really?"

"It's really gone!" Eleven answered firmly, always feeling Mo Ye's dark eyes, the smile was particularly obvious, her cheeks were hot, and the fire was burning.

"Actually, I think there is one more thing I haven't bought." Mo Ye raised her eyebrows, carried the bag all over to one side, and wrapped her waist upstairs.

...

I never dreamed of eleven. One day she would come to the underwear store with a man to buy underwear. She was aware of his gaze, and her feet seemed to be fixed. She refused to go in and out. It was Mo Ye who kept pushing her behind. And, with a smile of anticipation, Eleven was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole drill.

Mo Ye admired her rare little daughter's demeanor. He put the bag aside, and chose her underwear more seriously than when picking a skirt. She also pulled her hand hard without letting go.

One side asked her with great interest, how about this one and how about that one.

"All good, all good, whatever." Eleven whispered. They spoke Chinese. She knew that the clerk didn't understand, but she still felt embarrassed and didn't dare to be too loud.

For the first time, I found that my frosty expression couldn't hold, and there was a burst of heat on my face.

"How can this be done casually, you have to choose carefully." Mo Ye said, she was fair-skinned, and she looked good in everything she wears. When she thought of the beauty that she had just seen, Mo Ye couldn't help but imagine what these underwears looked like on her. Style.

When I think about it, my throat is tight.

"No one can see it when you wear it. Anything is fine. Just buy it and leave." Eleven said, seeing the shop assistant over there smiling at them, she felt that she had made a mistake. .

Should not come with him.

Seeing him help her to choose so carefully, and left and right, people who don't know think he has a special hobby.

"Who said no one can see?" Mo Ye whispered in her ear, "show me."

Eleven faces burst into a red cloud, the ears were so red that they could almost bleed, Mo Ye's **** laugh continued to float in her ears, pointing to a set of black lace underwear and asking, "How about this set?"

It's very close to her complexion, and... very sexy.

Eleven beauties have been automatically generated in Mo Hai's mind. They wore this set of black underwear and stood shyly in front of him.

The lively **** white rabbit is beautiful.

Eleven shook her head quickly. As soon as she penetrated the plain, this set...she didn't want to.

"I think it's good." Mo Bo couldn't let her refuse, arbitrarily said, "Anyway, I'm wearing it for authority, I have the right to speak."

Mr. Mo asked the clerk to bring her a suitable number and give her a try.

34c? The clerk looked at the eleven with a flat figure and raised her eyebrows in confusion. She was so thin and so flat. How about 32a?

Eleven's figure is as hot as Ye Wei's, but today she is wearing Mo Ye's shirt, which is extremely loose, covering all the advantages of her figure, plus she is thin, so it looks very flat.

People are very expected, there is no airport at all.

"You know my number?" As soon as she asked the exit, she regretted it. It's hard to ask. Asking this, it's a shame.

"My hand feels very accurate." Mo Ye raised her eyebrows and smiled, her eyes swept slightly across her chest, and she laughed a little bit ambiguously and hot.

The clerk didn't ask him to change his number. He asked Eleven to change the test. Eleven shook his head, but Mo Ye couldn't help it anyway. Simply let her wrap it up. No need to try it. It was indeed her number.

Mo Ye raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Buy more sets."

Before waiting for the 11th rejection, Mo Ye took her and chose another four or five sets. The colors were even more different, some of them were goose yellow, some were purple, and the other was a set of red ones...11 was embarrassed.

I didn’t buy as much clothes as underwear...

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I went out to do something this morning, the update is late, sorry! !